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Home:San Francisco, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 19 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

mmmm. fluffy covers and skylight.

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"mmmm. fluffy covers and skylight."

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sneak attack

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"sneak attack"


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"Here's the monster who gets all the attention around the house these days. I just pretend like I don't care..."

Like this

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"Like this"

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sleeping in mom

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"sleeping in mom's desk drawer since she won't let me sleep on top of the computer"

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squeaker, the squeaks, squeaker my squeaks, the beast

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Gray and White

sitting on the windowsill watching the world go by; also, sleeping as close to a human's face as possible

big dogs. She attacks them!

Favorite Toy:
a piece of straw

Favorite Nap Spot:
under the covers with her head on a human pillow

Favorite Food:
tuna, greens (not in her bowl though, only out of your hand!)


Arrival Story:
In her first life, she fought a dachsund for daily attention from her owner, who lived on the top floor of London Towers in Chelsea by day, and worked in Manhattan's sewers by night. This smelly guy preferred the dog to Alice, and as a result she was hungry for love. When he died (causes unknown) some kind neighbors found Alice a home/job as a store cat in a furniture gallery. She did a bangup job catching mice and greeting customers, but she had one problem: she couldn?t leave her hatred of little dogs behind. Unfortunately, little yappers are quite common in the predominantly gay neighborhood of Chelsea, especially in antique shops. When a tiny terrier or pug entered the store, she'd run for them and jump on their backs with her claws in, creating a full-on cyclone of dog-cat blur. Not only was this bad for business, but the kind owner was concerned for Alice's health, and found a new home for her.

Today, Alice lives in a big San Francisco flat with 4 loving guardians and lots of windows to stare out. She dreams of escaping to the great wild unknown. She hasn't lost her bad-ass attitude, and will nip her owner on the ankle when she feels like she's not getting enough love (or when she wants some fresh food -- she doesn't like the stuff that's been sitting in her bowl for more than a day).

Lives Remaining:
7 of 9

Forums Motto:
I like chillaxing

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Need some food advice



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so I spent the night out last night.

December 17th 2009 4:06 pm
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um, yeah. My owners think I'm two timing...


I escaped and spent the afternoon and evening in the wild!

April 24th 2008 1:54 pm
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Yesterday I seized an opportunity and had a real adventure. There is a new person who's been coming to our house lately to take care of the baby who is seems to have moved into our house. While she was leaving yesterday afternoon and was distracted by all that she was carrying, I slipped out the front door. Usually my adventure lasts about 2 minutes before someone scoops me up and makes me go back into the house. But not this time! No one followed me!

I spent the next 8 hours or so wandering through the wild, narrowly avoiding more than one duel with the fluffy brown and black cat that thinks she owns the block. She was staked out in her usual spot, and I spent a lot of time in the bushes nearby scoping her out. As evening came I heard some people yelling and whistling for me, but I ignored them. A few hours after that, I heard more calls and whistles for me, and this time I decided that I was hungry and thirsty and cold and maybe I would allow myself to be discovered. I wandered out from under the brush and there was one of my earth siblings and he seemed very happy to see me.

It was hard to get used to the indoors again, and everyone kept telling me that I must not have had that good a time outside and that inside was much better. I slept like a queen wrapped in my down blankets and everyone was really nice to me.


My new house mouse

January 3rd 2008 1:31 pm
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Santa Paws brought me one very special gift this year and I can't get enough of it. It's a catnip filled furry house mouse, and I go crazy for it. I carry it around the house in my mouth like a dog with a tennis ball. Or I just sit and gaze out the window with my mouse right beside me. Often I fling it all over the room or chase it down the stairs. Then I turn on a dime and walk away from it so it doesn't know just how smitten I am. I've learned how to play hard to get and believe me it works.

I think this is better than the real thing.

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